HE CAME FROM NOWHERE
Not a clue of who he really was, his name not sure,
It is said he came from nowhere, a tall man of strength.
He spoke always in a manner of calm and peace,
You could not enrage him, a confident look upon his face.
Softly spoken words but a lethal weapon, you can be sure,
There is no record of him, a mystery from where he came,
He was very fast, he was there and then he was not.
He came from nowhere, a powerful man who did want peace,
In the end, he stood tall, a trail of death he left, not evil was he.
Keith Garrett
Fits great to aunt Penelope if you ask me.
A Zen master, a man of strength